Today was the first baseball scrimmage game of the season for the boys. Thankfully, they didn't get slaughtered. It had been raining this morning and the bleachers were wet - I was the only person sitting in the stands. A foul ball got popped over the fence and it came straight towards me. I knew that there was no way that I could catch it so I just hopped up and ran. It almost beaned my pretty little head.
I could do without people smoking their fucking cigarettes upwind from me at the baseball games. I mean, really, can you not go a mothergrabbing hour without a cigarette while watching your kid play a game? I'd rather look over and see someone shooting up heroin - at least that way I wouldn't have to ingest any of it secondhand.
Sweety had to leave before the end of the game and their cuntofamother wasn't able to come so guess who was in charge of the boys after the game? *see me waving my hand wildly*
I made Sweety call COAM to see if it was okay if I took the boys to a movie and she kind of hemmed and hawed about it and told Sweety if the boys wanted to then it was okay. I don't think she needs to know that the boys spent 30 minutes pestering me to convince me that it would be okay for them to stay away from her house for awhile and that she could visit with them tomorrow. I'd originally told them that I was taking them right home after the game since it was her weekend.
We had fun after the game. Went to eat CiCi's Pizza and then saw The Astronaut Farmer. Nice show. I actually teared up a little bit. My PMSish hormones are in overdrive. Then I dropped them off at their COAM's house and came home to vacuum.
I love to vacuum! It's neat because it's not heavy at all and the new vacuum even does wood floors and tile! I just vacuumed the whole damn house! I'm gonna figure out some way to vacuum Stinky dog. I think I could leave the machine part of the vacuum in one room and just extend the hose into the next room to vacuum her. That way it won't be so noisy and scary for her.
Good grief, I never would have thought that I'd have such enthusiasm for a vacuum cleaner.